Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm... I'm kind of soured.

It was nice of Mr. Peterman to give us these tickets.

Well, he kind of moved his head, you know?

I’m Mossy My Brain Is Mossy!

- I told you. - I'm nuts about her.

- You're soured? - Yeah, I'm soured.

I STILL DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS

Think they're gonna let a jacket stealer join? I don't think so.

I am telling you, this woman is strange.

So how'd your date work out with Connie?

Well, that was the Friars Club.

- I'll try and de-sour. - That's not good enough.

Are you kidding? We were getting along.

I'll try. I'll try and de-sour and sweeten.

- Elaine. - Hi.

There they are!

I tell you, I have never felt so fertile. I'm mossy, Jerry. My brain is mossy.

So, Jerry, there's an empty apartment in my building.

Well, so look, the cleaner's said you could pick it up tonight at 6.

- What? - The catering hall screwed up.

Bob, you know what?

- Are you in show business? - No, I-

Yeah. Hey, wait a second. You know, good news for you too.

Hey, not bad. I kind of like this little thing here.

- Yeah, what time is it? - Ten-thirty.

Meet me at the police station. They're arresting me for attempted murder.

...and they were all best friends?

You turn me on so much.

Don't worry. I'll get the jacket back.

- Sorry. Sorry I'm late. - Hey, Jerry.

I don't know what that means.

- Moose? - Yeah.